Thursday, January 24, 2008

How I Met My Husband...

At a bar!!!

But of course I'll go into detail. E had just turned 2 and I had just really gotten back on my feet, finding a place to live and starting to connect with friends again. I went into the office on Wednesdays and Saturdays, but the rest of the week I worked from home for a publishing company. Since my mom was watching E for me on Wednesdays, she offered to take her Tuesday evenings and keep her overnight, to kind of give me a break. That way I could start seeing friends for dinner or whatever. I had NO interest in dating or men at this time at all.

One Tuesday night a co-worker called me up last minute to go with her to a local "dive" bar because she said they had the best hamburgers. I wasn't doing anything else so I agreed.

So we go to this place and it was not that much fun. We eat dinner and get hit on by a bunch of old men. At one point, this one older gentleman was talking to me and he kindof wouldn't leave me alone when this group of young guys walk through the door. They all looked like very clean-cut preppy ivy league kids except for one. He had long curly hair piled high on his head in a ponytail and a t-shirt and jeans. The other guys had polos and short hair, etc.

They ended up standing right next to where I was and I made eye contact with one of the guys in the group and gave him a face like "ugh, this guy won't leave me alone" So he asked me if I wanted to come play darts with them. The old guy said "oh you know these guys?" so I was off the hook.

So my friend and I went over with the group and started talking to them. Turns out they all went to elementary and high school together stayed friends through different colleges and were all good friends for a long time. The curly haired guy had a twin brother who was with them but they looked nothing alike at ALL. Made eye contact with the curly haired guy because at this point, not only was he the most beautiful man I had ever seen, he was so shy and sweet.

I sauntered over to the jukebox...is this all cheesy enough for you guys?...and he followed me over. We picked out songs together. Bob Marley, Neil Young and can't remember the other one. Ok it was Van Halen's Ice Cream Man but I didn't want to admit it.

We talked for a long while and he asked for my number...telling me he had never asked for a girls number in a bar before. I totally believed him...he was nervous. I gave him my CARD, it had my number on it since I mostly worked from home. I felt Oh So Important. And he called me the next day.

He left a message because I was not home and asked me to call him but he did not leave his number. I was upset because he seemed so nice and I thought I'd never talk to him again. But he called back later and asked me out.

The day after our first dinner date, he came to the park where I was with E. He played with E in the sandbox and we have been a family ever since.

The funny thing is...I came from this hippie family and I always prefered the conservative, preppy look. He came from the ultimate East Coast Preppy Power Family and he was such a hippie!

He is the nicest person I have ever met. He donates blood every 120 days or whatever it is you can do. He remembers everyone and everyone remembers him. We go to church or the library and he'll run into his 2nd grade teacher or an old friends parent and he always remembers them and their names and all. He has never been in a fight. Ever. He had only one girlfriend before me and was with her for years. He has no idea how gorgeous he is. All his friends always asked me questions when I was dating him like why did I like him, etc., because they know what an exceptional person he is and were protective of him.

He thinks I have the best family (well they really are) but their ideals are similar to his. He helps anyone in need and when we go for a walk, he brings a bag to pick up garbage on the street. He is on the board to many organizations that do so much good and make a difference in our world. He can talk to the CEO of a national corporation the same way he can talk to a homeless man on the street. He never loans money, he always gives it.

His family had difficulties with him dating me because I did not fit into their "idea" of who he should be with. They were not accepting that I had a child and that I was not married when I had her. He stood up for me and fought for us when we felt the whole world was against us. My parents accepted him but they were uncomfortable with how his family treated me.

We dated for three years, lived together for most of that time. I found out I was pregnant in July 2004 with L and we got married by ourselves at a park by a Justice of the Peace in November 2004. After L was born in February 2005, we got married in our church in August 2005 and we asked our family to be there.

I fall more in love with him everyday. He inspires me so much.

So thats our story. Some of it...of course there is much more but thats all I can do for now!

I'd love to hear how others met their husbands/boyfriends. Mr.C and I used to joke around and say we met at church or a coffee shop because whenever people asked where we met, we thought it sounded so cheesy..."at a bar." But thats where it happened!

18 comments:

mnolan1180 said...

Believe it or not my husband was a bouncer at a local bar and that is where we were first introduced by mutual friends...but what is even funnier is that once we started dating, we found out that our mothers grew up on the same street and they carpooled together...small small world we live in:)

Preppy Mama said...

What a sweet story. I sounds weird, but I met my husband in a bar too. I was out with girlfriends and he and I were both the designated drivers. We talked the whole night. Its funny how life up and changes in a moment.

fluffymuffy said...

I am pitiful. My husband and I dated in high school. Except for 10 months when we dated others we have been together for .....22 years. We have been married for 17years. I always get a little weird when people ask "How we met", because it sounds so, well high school. I am truly lucky to have grown up with my husband. Thank goodness he still sees me as a 16 year old. I see reality in the mirror but it's nice to know that he still thinks that I am pretty.

Melissa said...

That's such a sweet story! :)

I met my boyfriend at Starbucks. Ok, actually I did the online dating thing and he found me on it. He and I chatted through AIM and on the phone for awhile, then met in person at a Starbucks. We went on three dates before he decided he wanted us to be a couple. We've been together for a little over a year and live together now. I feel kind of stupid telling people I met him online, but everyone thinks it's great and I have some friends who met their boyfriends/husbands that way!

The 5 Bickies said...

Another amazing post and another fascinating chapter in your history. One question...does he still have the long hair and hippie look or has he adopted the preppy life. I hope his family came around to you, although as a daughter in law one is never sure. Speaking for myself of course!

As for me, I met my hubby at work. We worked for the same ompany. I was in LA and he was sent from Australia to work in the LA office to see how things were done. I didn't like him at first...too sarcastic. But, a very good friend and I could see that immediately. A core group of us were friends and he and I carried on a long distance friendship for 5 years and realized we had fallen in love. He came to town, we dated 17 days, got engaged, married 8 mos later and have been married nearly 14 years!

Tickled Pink Designs said...

met him in a bar! i was visiting a friend in dc and we went on a bar crawl and believe it or not, I met hubby at the END of the bar crawl! He rescued me from some weird guy. We dated long distance for 8 months and then he moved to where i lived. we got engaged 5 months after he moved up here. And here we are today, married, 2 kids, house in the burbs...who would have thunk it!

Karen said...

Great story! I also love to hear how others met their spouses. I also met my husband at a bar. I was just out of college and celebrating with my girlfriends before I started my "official" first job. He was also out with friends. I was the one who approached him. We ended up talking and I remember thinking he was so different than any other guy I'd met. Long story short we went on our first date a few weeks later and the rest is history. We've been married now for 6 years. The funny thing was I was always the person telling my girlfriends that you'll never meet a good guy at a bar....ha! Guess I was wrong. Have a great weekend.

Karen

Kate said...

that is a great story! Sounds like you got a great guy.

Shabby Cottage Boutique said...

Wow I love your blog I cannot believe I found a NE'er that loves pink!
Denise Mass.

Anonymous said...

Is he a Kennedy?

Britt said...

Great story!!

My husband and I met on Spring Break!! We love telling people that :)

Connecticut Charm said...

I loved hearing how you met your spouses/bfs as well. I guess more people than we think have met at bars!

5 bickies: No, he's not so hippie looking anymore. He has kept his hair short now for the last few years and his taste in clothes has grown up more. I do miss his curls though. But now L has them.

As far as the in-laws, the rest of the family has except for MIL. It's unfortunate but we don't have much of a relationship. That's another long post I'm sure I'll get too!

anonymous: HA. No he's certainly not a Kennedy.

Impoverished Preppy said...

What a great story...

DH and I met on a blind date of all things. The woman who was my mentor my first year of teaching was a friend of his and set us up. I actually didn't like him that much on our first date. He talked almost non-stop about the environment for 45 minutes. (He later told me that this was because he was a tad nervous.) Still he was cute and smart, so I agreed to go on a second date with him - dinner and a movie (Hannibal, so romantic, right?). This went better, but it was only on the third date, when we went hiking and then out for beers that I knew I had met the man I was going to marry. (I knew, I really did.) I was seeing two other guys at that time and broke up with both of them after my third date with DH. When you know, you know.

Preppy Pink Crocodile said...

What a great story. I love reading all of the stories on here. Gives a single girl like me hope!

The Mrs. said...

I absolutely LOVE that story! Jukebox moment is hilarious! I will post monday about hubby and I meeting!

Princess Libby said...

Such a sweet story. People think meeting their husbands in a bar is a bad thing, but sometimes they turn out to be the best marriages. Also, the house in RI looks fabulous!

Tickled Pink & Green said...

Does your hubby have a twin brother who is just as gorgeous and sweet as he is? And does he also live in Connneticut? I've always wanted to live there...

Oh wait, I forgot, I'm married. Oops. : )

P.S. We met at the airport! I've been tagged so I guess I'll be dragging out that long story - sigh. ;-)

Connecticut Charm said...

Tickled Pink & Green - He actually does have a twin brother! They are fraternal twins and look so different you wouldn't even know they were brothers. He moved in with his fiance last year. But he's not as sweet as my Mr.C anyway!